The Great Shinobi War

The custom short blade seemed to be seized by an invisible hand, slowly rising and wobbling as it floated in midair.

"Instead of calling it the Blade of Emptiness, it's more like Sword Control Technique."

Shimizu shook his head.

This was a scroll he had drawn from the simulator yesterday. While intriguing, it lacked practical combat value.

Restricted to blades and swords, it couldn't move other objects.

Shimizu had tested it on various items around the house, including pots and pans, but there was no response whatsoever.

After trying for a while, he stored the custom short blade away.

With a light grip, a fiery crimson sword appeared in Shimizu's hand—the Tenro Fire Sword.

He tried injecting more chakra into it while maintaining its shape, compressing its density.

When the flame chakra-formed longsword became even brighter, like molten lava flowing from a volcano, Shimizu released the Tenro Fire Sword and cast the Blade of Emptiness technique on it.

Snap.

The Tenro Fire Sword floated in the air for less than a second before dispersing into the atmosphere.

"This isn't working."

Shimizu stroked his chin, continuing to flip through the white scroll, pondering if he could further refine the technique.

If he could control chakra-formed swords with his thoughts, he could unleash a barrage of fiery blades with a wave of his hand. Without jutsu absorption or space-time techniques, his enemies would be kited to death.

As he contemplated improving the technique, Nohara Rin suddenly came running toward him.

"Have you finished organizing this month's data?"

Shimizu looked at the approaching girl.

She was dressed in a black robe with a white skirt tied at the waist, adorned with a meticulously crafted butterfly knot.

Beneath the skirt were shorts slightly shorter than the skirt, layered with brown leggings that wrapped her entire legs and feet without revealing a trace of skin.

Rin, now budding into adolescence, radiated youthful charm even in her ninja attire.

Feeling Shimizu's gaze, Rin instinctively frowned. Remembering her supervisor's request, she coldly said,

"Chief Kikuchi wants you to go to the hospital."

"Isn't today my day off? Doesn't the hospital still have plenty of staff?"

"Regardless, Chief Kikuchi wants you there."

Leaving those words, Rin handed Shimizu a scroll and walked away.

Shimizu narrowed his eyes slightly. It had been months since he disciplined Rin, and now she was acting rebellious.

However, Shimizu knew how to prioritize. Rin could be dealt with later—he would let her off the hook today and teach her a lesson in a few days.

After glancing at Rin's research progress on ophthalmology, Shimizu placed the scroll in the house and headed to the Konoha Hospital.

On the way, he noticed a significant increase in pedestrians.

Ninjas passing by on the streets mostly hurried along.

There were also carts hauling supplies, with people unloading cargo filled with grain and refined iron.

A suspicion crept into Shimizu's heart as he quickened his pace toward the hospital.

Inside, he found many patients, and the air was filled with the sounds of wailing.

The moment he entered, he was pulled aside to treat injured patients.

Listening to the patients' conversations, he learned that Kumogakure had suddenly launched an attack on the Fire Nation's borders.

These were wounded soldiers who had only just been brought back.

"The Third Great Shinobi War has begun."

The thought flickered through Shimizu's mind, his eyes gleaming.

The Secret Chamber beneath the Naka Shrine

Several braziers burned fiercely, illuminating the pitch-black chamber.

The flickering orange flames cast dancing shadows on the faces of the Uchiha clan members, adding a tense atmosphere to the room.

Many Uchiha had been summoned here by Uchiha Fugaku. Except for those on missions or patrolling for the Konoha Police Force, everyone participated in this gathering.

Some Uchiha glanced around nervously, unsure of what was happening. However, seeing the solemn expressions of their fellow clansmen, anxiety began to creep into their hearts.

Those who had caught wind of the news beforehand either displayed fanaticism or unease on their faces.

"The Kazekage has disappeared," Fugaku announced as whispers filled the chamber.

"What?"

"The Kazekage of Sunagakure is missing?"

"How is that possible? The Kage are among the strongest in their villages. What happened?"

After a brief moment of shock, a storm of heated discussion broke out among the clansmen.

Uncertainty about the future was written on most faces, while only a few remained calm or even appeared excited.

The disappearance of the Kazekage would undoubtedly leave Sunagakure leaderless, potentially triggering unforeseen chaos in the shinobi world.

As expected, Fugaku observed the uneasy expressions of the crowd and continued,

"The Land of Lightning has declared war on the Lands of Earth and Fire. The other major shinobi villages are also on the brink of action."

Fugaku's final words confirmed everyone's worst fears.

"War has broken out!"

The announcement sparked an even more intense uproar.

"The Land of Lightning wouldn't dare declare war without Kumogakure's backing."

"Can't this world ever remain peaceful? It's only been a few years since the last war."

"This is perfect! This war is our chance to bring glory to the Uchiha clan!"

"Exactly! The Third Hokage is getting old. Those who perform well in this war will surely win the people's favor."

The clansmen engaged in fervent debate—some delighted, others anxious.

Even Uchiha Obito, who had only recently become a ninja, eagerly discussed the situation with his fellow clansmen.

Only Shimizu sat quietly, his eyes deep and contemplative.

Thanks to his foreknowledge of the plot, he had long prepared for the arrival of this war.

He was no longer the weakling from a few years ago.

In terms of chakra alone, he surpassed even the elite jonin.

As he grew older, his chakra reserves had become even more astonishing, now exceeding two cards and approaching three.

However, war was no child's play.

No one could guarantee survival in battle.

Even Namikaze Minato, destined to earn the title of "Yellow Flash" during the Third Great Shinobi War in the original plot, might not shine as brilliantly with Shimizu's influence altering the timeline.

The future was unpredictable. Even with the simulator, Shimizu could only glimpse a general outline.

Every subtle change could lead to a completely different future.

Of course, adapting to changes with unyielding resolve was the best approach. Shimizu's chances of survival had significantly increased. As long as he followed the simulator's guidance, death was nearly impossible—unless he deliberately sought it.

"Lord Fugaku, this is our chance," Uchiha Yashiro declared excitedly.

"If we achieve great merits in this war, the Hokage position will surely belong to the Uchiha."

"Exactly! That's what I think too."

Several clansmen immediately echoed his sentiments.

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